Flattened & Crushed!

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Today I just want to share with you a little story from my garden, and my love of flowers, in particular.  I had learnt that the Philippians scripture that encourages us to think on things that are “…pure and lovely…” was particularly beneficial to me at a time of emotional difficulties a few years ago.  So I developed an extra delight in flowers and plants and found there to be peace and healing for my soul in doing so.

This story happened when the early English summer weather was rather changeable that year, to say the least!   One minute we found ourselves bathed in glorious sunshine which was frequently quickly followed by horrendous storms!  Such were the weather conditions as I open my tale of my oriental poppies that graced my early summer garden.

We had had a few consecutive days of gorgeous sunshine when the weather turned atrocious with heavy rains and high winds once more.  Such conditions took their brutal toll on the splendid, striking, splash of colour of the vibrant reds that the majestic oriental poppies made in my front garden at that time.  They were tall, bold statement flowers that I had been very pleased with, so I felt a tremendous sense of dismay to see two of the flower stems now bent right over to the ground.  I decided rather than just leave them there in that damaged condition that I would cut them and bring them indoors to get a few more days pleasure from them.  I gently washed them and put them in a vase on my kitchen table where I found that I really appreciated their bold colours and intricacies of the internal design of their delicate, papery flowers in such a close up position.  Even though they had a little bit of damaged I still found pleasure and delight in them, in their new position in the center of my table.

A couple of days later I was feeling really low in my mood and was thinking that I felt emotionally battered about by the storms of life.  It dawned on me that I felt rather like those oriental poppies – flattened to the ground, faces in the dirt, unable to stand up straight & rather damaged!  Some would have simply thrown those damaged poppies in the waste bin!  But then I thought about how I had purposefully rescued my damaged poppies.  I realised then that it was ONLY the damaged flowers that were invited into my home – the tougher, sturdier plants that could stand up to the storms had in fact remained outside in the garden.

Then I thought that God is rather like that towards me and all who are beaten and holzfigur-980784_1920crushed by life’s troubles.  Jesus lifts us up and helps us through life’s pain and troubles and not only that but He takes pleasure in rescuing the crushed and the wounded.  He takes us when our faces are to the ground with sorrow or hardship, He rescues us and invites us into His house, to His table, where He then delights in our rescue.  We may always be a little tatty around the edges, as were my rescued poppies, but the damage was of no consequence to me, as I simply beheld their intricate beauty more intimately than before.  I simply trimmed off any broken leaves and similarly I realised, the Lord prunes us too so that our lives can reflect His love and His beauty all the more.

I remembered that the Lord said;

“Come to Me, all who labour and are heavy laden, and I will give you rest.  Take My yoke upon you and learn from Me, for I am gentle and lowly in heart, and you will find rest for your souls.  For My yoke is easy and My burden is light.”   (Mth 11:28-30)

Then I also remembered the scripture;

“He brought me to the banqueting house and His banner over me was love.”images

(Song of Songs 2:4)

So then I was glad for the weather damaging my garden flowers as I drew great comfort in the analogy at that time of emotional weakness.  I thought, I may not be the strongest, most glorious and beautiful flower in the garden but I know that the Lord will set me at His table and that as I stay in Him, the true vine, that I am safe and loved by Him for all eternity.

Hope my shared story blesses you today.

God bless always

Helen

You may also like “A Basket Case for the Lord” found here

and also “Tightrope Walking” found here

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2 Responses to Flattened & Crushed!

  1. Paul Benson says:

    Hi Helen;
    A beautiful allegory.

    It is truly a heart of faith and trust that makes us a delight in the LORD. It is sometimes easy to get so caught up in learning about God, speaking about God, working for God etc. that we forget we were created to commune with Him, and express our lives and worship Him. That is the true purpose of our call.

    Blessings;
    Paul Benson

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  2. Hi Paul,

    Yes, it is possible for us believers to perhaps occasionally spend overmuch time on the issue of “contending earnestly for the faith” and not keep in balance with both receiving ministry from the Lord ourselves and also reaching out to others with the heart of Christ in such gentle ministry.

    I think that the Lord allows us to go through “stuff” so that we can then comfort others as He has comforted us. That is part of the reason I am writing this blog – to share how the Lord has led and comforted me. After all, the Holy Spirit is called The Comforter in the bible, is he not?

    God bless,
    Helen

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